09/10/2025
The other day I felt this peaceful sense of bliss.
For the first time in many months, I felt I was doing the right thing.
Making the right decisions.
And at the very same time, I felt lost. Trapped.
We can feel everything at once.
I’m lucky that my stars brought me someone who loves the sand, the beach, and the heat as much as I do.
I’ve missed lying on the beach with very little to do and nowhere to go.
I missed the freedom. Fewer clothes, fewer worries.
I’m getting older. I’m not sure if wiser, but I do know this: the need to let go is getting stronger.
Ten years ago, when my dad died, my life came crashing down. I promised myself then that I wouldn’t live a life of just paying bills and dying.
This year has been a pivot.
A turning point for my mental health and, once again, a journey back to remembering who I am.
I heard the other day: “You don’t find yourself. You build yourself.”
And I get it now. I’ve been building myself with the pieces I’ve found : the strength, the tears, the kicks, the hugs, and the words of love.
Life isn’t all bad. Life isn’t always great. But it’s always worth living.
So keep moving. Keep breathing.
Sit in silence if that’s what your soul wants. There’s no right answer to life.
Do you.
Do it happy, do it sad, do it proud.
Do it against your demons and sometimes, in favour of them.
